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Report User SO its funny how one man can let so much fall just so he canget a pice of her in some way lol I was part of a slow but growing group and i enjoyed being part of this group but i have recently been lead to an understanding that a leader is somone who will talk to his me or followers in regard to a inner group problem lol this is untrue for this group instead they let a phycho women incharge who isnt part of the group lead. im glad i have a sane and uncorupt life he would be wise to rethink his buisnes rather than let it fall more i hope he find his way and someday knows he hade friends telling him the whole time how to excape his fate. Lol im remined of the town fool everyone helped this fool but he never relised he was rich instead he lived his life poor and depresed. OPEN Your EYES
As I Ponder’d in Silence. by Walt Whitman
Tuesday, August 4, 2009, 11:29 PM
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AS I ponder’d in silence,
Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,
A Phantom arose before me, with distrustful aspect,
Terrible in beauty, age, and power,
The genius of poets of old lands,
As to me directing like flame its eyes,
With finger pointing to many immortal songs,
And menacing voice, What singest thou? it said;
Know’st thou not, there is but one theme for ever-enduring bards?
And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,
The making of perfect soldiers?
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Be it so, then I answer’d,
I too, haughty Shade, also sing war—and a longer and greater one than
any,
Waged in my book with varying fortune—with flight, advance, and
retreat—Victory deferr’d and wavering,
(Yet, methinks, certain, or as good as certain, at the last,)—The
field the world;
For life and death—for the Body, and for the eternal Soul,
Lo! too am come, chanting the chant of battles,
I, above all, promote brave soldiers.
AS I ponder’d in silence,
Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,
A Phantom arose before me, with distrustful aspect,
Terrible in beauty, age, and power,
The genius of poets of old lands,
As to me directing like flame its eyes,
With finger pointing to many immortal songs,
And menacing voice, What singest thou? it said;
Know’st thou not, there is but one theme for ever-enduring bards?
And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,
The making of perfect soldiers?
2
Be it so, then I answer’d,
I too, haughty Shade, also sing war—and a longer and greater one than
any,
Waged in my book with varying fortune—with flight, advance, and
retreat—Victory deferr’d and wavering,
(Yet, methinks, certain, or as good as certain, at the last,)—The
field the world;
For life and death—for the Body, and for the eternal Soul,
Lo! too am come, chanting the chant of battles,
I, above all, promote brave soldiers.
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It was a blast this past weekend and we really wish you could come out for pirates this weekend!!
Lady Fighter to Egill3:16 PM